Pokemon: Team Rocket

In a different dimension, the supreme beings sit among the clouds. They all have human figures, sitting in the sky, looking down at the various ultra-ancient elves below.

"All our strengths have been brewed." It was Giratina who spoke, sitting in the middle, and obviously, his status was the most respected.

"The war is coming, everyone, are you ready?"

"No problem." The other supreme replied, "In a few days, the final battle between us and the parliament will come. King Xiaoye missed the time, and there should be no way to stop us."

As he spoke, the words only reached this point, and there were flames in the eyes of many supreme beings.

They have waited for too long. Since the entrustment of the gods, they have been subject to Arceus. Because of the setting of the heavenly choice, they have always lingered in the dormancy of strength and weakness. Now that the restriction has been lifted, they have come to the best Now is the time to have a chance to fight for the control of this world.

The privileges that the main god once had, they will also have soon.

"But..." After a moment of pondering, Regichkas made a voice in the corner, "I don't quite understand, what exactly are we going to do if we win?"

"What to do?" This made Giratina feel a little funny, and looked at Regichkas, "Of course, it is to eliminate humans and let elves become the masters of this world."

"Clear all humans?" Regichkas seemed a little uncomfortable at these words. He stood up, as if he wanted to refute, "Among humans, there are quite a few good humans."

"It's good to have lots of little kids, they can survive, we don't necessarily have to kill all of them."

"But what's that little bit of good?" Giratina replied, looking at Regichkas who seemed to be a little shaken, and suddenly asked, "Human beings are too deceptive. He will be extremely humble, and try his best to express his friendliness, as if he seems to be a very good person."

"But when they have their own power, we have survived from ancient times to the present, and we can clearly see what humans do. They are greedy and never consider other creatures. Thousands of years For a long time, they have always wanted to conquer the world, do you think they created the poke balls to live in peace with us, but to enslave us better!"

"Regichkas, you once moved an entire continent for the sake of humans in a certain area. You gave everything you had for that upheaval, and you had to sleep for hundreds of years."

"But what has changed, how did that group of human beings treat you later? After decades of hypocrisy enshrining you, did they try their best to get you and enslave you? The temple built for you at the beginning, later Has anyone come to worship?"

"The final result is that they brutally awakened you from your slumber, and used their insidious means to control you. If you hadn't met us later, you might have fallen into the sinking."

"You don't want to give up the beauty of human beings, but do you still remember why you joined the temple in the first place?"

"I..." Listening to Giratina's words, Regichkas was a little silent. After a while, he stopped talking about this topic, thought for a while, and said in a low voice:
"There is another question. Does the weakening of Arceus mean that King Ye is about to return."

"He has a power that we can't understand, which is higher than our level of power. We may not be able to fight him."

As the voice fell, everyone paused for a while. Obviously, they were deliberately avoiding this topic. From the beginning to the end, no one mentioned King Ye.

If that person comes back, then this turmoil can only be called a joke, instead, it will lead to a bloody liquidation.

"Come back?" In the end, it was Giratina in the middle who spoke. He seemed to know more than the other Supremes. After all, he had the ability to freely shuttle and flip the space. After a little thought, he let out a disdainful sneer.

"A lot of things are no longer what they used to be. Even if he comes back and has gone through the battle with Arceus, how much power does he still have? We have been brewing for hundreds of thousands of years, and now we have the stone slab that symbolizes the original power of this world. But he was unprepared and dropped the strongest weapon he ever had."

"If King Xiaoye comes, there are still some chances, but if you want to say King Ye... then forget it."

"He is the king of the old age, and there is no ship to carry him in the new age."

……

Alola, when Ye Tong came here again, he soon realized something was wrong.

The flames of war had ignited at some point, and scuffles had already begun in various parts of the four islands. All kinds of soldiers, members of the Skeleton Team uniforms, were fighting everywhere.

Bunkers, positions, guns, elves, the whole thing is a big fight.

This scene is somewhat familiar. Both Chengdu and Hezhong have started battles between regional organizations and alliances.

"Has Guzma started a war with Kukui?" Ye Tong was a little stunned as he walked on the island. How could the flames of war be ignited in just a few days.

"This..." Scratching his head, Ye Tong looked at Lao Ting aside.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo."

I don't know Oh, don't stare at me.

"I didn't say you knew, first contact Senior Yingluoshui." Ye Tong pouted, took out the communicator, and was about to call Yingluoshui who was staying here, but before the phone was dialed out, there was already a bomb in the distance fly.

"Good guy, don't throw bombs around, it will accidentally injure others!"

Ye Tong cursed angrily, raised his hand, a barrier appeared in front of him, the missile exploded in front of the barrier, and the aftermath hit, Ye Tong was fine, but the communicator in his hand had been reduced to ashes.

"Damn it, my communicator has only been bought for three years, what the hell..."

Seeing that the communicator exploded, Ye Tong was furious. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the missile attack. Not far away, there was a bunker, which seemed to be a building of the Alliance.

"Pay me the communicator!!!"

boom!
After saying that, the next moment, Ye Tong rose like a cannonball, and just for a moment, he went straight to the bunker, and Lao Teng followed closely behind.

"Die to me, all to me!"

In the bunker, some crazy captains were roaring, directing their subordinates to fire wildly.

He doesn't look like a normal person, it can be seen between his eyes and brows that he is a fanatical war element.

He seemed to have been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

The subordinates naturally knew the captain's style. At this moment, they were nervously holding the weapons in their hands, and followed the captain's command to shoot everywhere.

"Captain, captain, it's not good." At a certain moment, a member raised his head and said hastily, "Someone is here."

"It's still booming if you have it, why are you panic!" The captain seemed to be disdainful, but just curled his lips.

"That person, that person, he is King Xiaoye..." the member spoke, his tone trembling.

"King Xiaoye, what are you talking about..." The captain was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, he saw that the wall in front of him was deforming.

"what's the situation……"

boom!
The next moment, a fire-breathing dragon shattered the bunker with one punch, and one person and one dragon appeared in the bunker.

"Who ordered to throw the bomb? Don't you know if you missed it and blown up my communicator?"

"I just changed the communicator when I left Chengdu. I didn't remember the number. How can I call if it blows up for me?"

Ye Tong held up the mutilation of the communicator, and cursed at the group of members who were still in shock.

"Who lost it? Stand up and pay for my communicator!"

The members were all terrified. After a while, the member who reminded the captain raised his hand and whispered to Ye Tong.

"That, Mr. Xiaoye Wang, the captain in charge, is at your feet..."

"Underfoot?" Ye Tong frowned and dropped his head when he heard the sound. At a glance, among the ruins, a hand was trembling from the depths of the ruins of the wall.

Seemingly noticing Ye Tong's gaze, the hand trembled violently, and soon, it stopped abruptly, and fell down with a thud.

The leader of the fifth squadron of the No.30 Second Division of the Allied Army dedicated his life honorably in this way.

"This..." There was a little silence in the air, Ye Tong looked at the group of soldiers in front of him, and raised his foot in embarrassment.

"Well, you don't need to pay for the communicator."